The Journal of Someone who Squandered away Years but wishes to redeem them in the present |
If the job interview that starts tomorrow (phone only) doesn't go anywhere, I'm done for a while. I simply cannot get enthused or motivated to do due dilligence on this interview tomorrow. I'm trying to write questions down to ask, and I think I have a few succinct, distinct ones that are good, but I'm not being expansive in thought. It looks like an entry-level position at a company that could teach me a great deal about working as a data analyst. But since it's entry-level, it probably pays very poorly. On the other hand, it's 7 miles from home, versus my current 65 mile (one way) commute. That results in a savings of more than $3000 a year, which would be cool. I could bike to work. Of course, as soon as I start to see advantages to me (like getting out of this place where I sit and write right now), I start to realize the shadow of disappointment is just around the corner. And I'm not in the mood to get hopes all up. It's funny that just sitting here writing about it is causing my energy to dissipate. I'm getting sleepy and my emotions are tacking down toward despair (bypassing frustration altogether, which is new to this process of involuntary self-deprication). There, I've written about it. I have no expectations. I can't even tell you that I will do my best tomorrow. I will try to impress, that's about as good an effort as I can think of right now, because if I don't get anywhere, let it be tomorrow. Let it be over. In other news, I had a kickass weekend. It is never too late to be what you might have been. -- George Eliot Courage to start and willingness to keep everlasting at it are the requisites for success. -- Alonzo Newton Benn It is never too late to be what you might have been. -- George Eliot Courage to start and willingness to keep everlasting at it are the requisites for success. -- Alonzo Newton Benn |